I got called in 10 hours early for work this morning. It means that I'm not doing an over night, but since I got called in for Saturday from 7 till 3 it means I have like 7 hours before I have to wake up between shifts. Then I work 12 hours on sunday. I know you probably don't want to hear how much I'm working but god I'm working a lot. I need to have some fun. Girls night should be good, but I have to work early the next day. I need to have some not think about work at all fun.

The apartment is good. I'm not nervous like I thought I would be. At least not yet. I have a tiny kitchen and an even tinier fridge (which I guess is a given, but I mean it's like mircoscopic). I got groceries the other day, but I haven't been at home to eat any of it, so all my expensive produce is going bad already. I need to get to Bayres lake soon too to return some apartment stuff.

I'm surviving without cable. I'll be happy to get the internet soon though.

Sigh. I'm so tired